You know the little song/poem “Five little monkeys/ jumping on the bed/one fell off and bumped his head.” It’s sung with children and made into little books and movies. Her speech therapist recommended we teach it to her, since she can pick up on and use the words. However…
In the heat of the Northern Hemisphere summer, and particularly the Midwest humidity, I want to call attention to this situation from last week. In the 108 degree record-breaking heat, the men and women in this un-air conditioned Medium Security jail, or Workhouse (as it’s commonly called) were caught on camera calling for help.
I am sitting in a coffee shop in Old Dublin, Ohio, the original part of town now built up and littered with hipster twee shops and restaurants. This Tehku Tea Shop, I was pleased to find, is owned and run by a woman and an immigrant. It is a small little shop only one block behind a Starbuck’s, and I was pleased to help keep it going.
I think of my mom saying, “It’s nice to be nice to the nice,” and telling me, when I was a child, to “Be nice.” Be a nice girl. Do things that nice girls do, like brush their hair, keep their legs together, smile. (You guessed it: sometimes I don’t do these things.)
If we were having coffee, we would be here for a long time since its been awhile since we met! We had birthday parties, both in Ohio and in St. Louis. (Oh yeah, Wee One is two. What did you do that she has to be two? 🙂
Columbus is having a sister March to the Women’s March on Washington that is to take place on the 21th, the day after the inauguration, and they decided to have it a week early to allow people to march both here and there. I haven’t taken part in a political march in awhile; maybe since undergrad.